|10-13-2008, 01:29 PM||#41|
Vat is zis?
Double Talk is coming out -- alone!
Zis should prove interesting.
Shut up. I agree, but shut up.
Greetings and salutations to all the fans of NCW, W. For those who don't know, my name is Denton Dash, Denton Dash. But my friends call me "Double Talk", "Double Talk".
Those of you who do know me may be thinking to yourselves, "Hey, Double Talk -- Where's Randy, Where's Riley?" Well, it's ture, it's true: I'm almost always at his side, ar his side. But we're both in the Gauntlet on Nitro, so I figured I could take a little time for myself on this one, this one.
Now, I wanna be clear off the get go, get go: There is no trouble between me and Dennis, me and Ferris. In fact, my entry in the match only makes his odds of winning that much better, that much better.
As it stands, I could come out here, like I'm suire most guys will, and do a lotta trash talk, trash talk. I could talk about Tanked being an overweight pothead, pothead; I could talk about HBK being a right-wing flameout waiting to happen, happen; I could talk about Seymour and Slater -- the schizo and the delusional. I could do all that, all that...
...but I won't, I won't. You see, I don't need to talk about the odds the others have of losing the Gauntlet because the fact that Johnny and I are involved already speaks volumes, volumes.
It speaks to the tune that nobody else on our roster -- or any other roster -- has what it takes to dethrone Havok, dethrone Havok. Nobody deserves the #1 contendership more than he, and nobody else will come close to earning it, earning. What I'm trying so say, here...
How do I put this?
Get ready, Havok; we're on our way, on our way.
|10-14-2008, 09:47 PM||#43|
Tanked: Ohhh man. What happened?
Tanked: All I remember is coming home last night and getting tanked with....man who was it?
Tanked: Man what am I sleeping on? MY FUCKING BACK HURT!!
Tanked: Owww ow woowwooww!!!!!
Tanked: I guess Fanny Zatum is right. Maybe I should quit the drugs and be more like him.
Tanked: A little jobber. I could crumble that little bud up and put him in my big bong and smoke him. Although it wouldn't get me buzzed, I'd make sure to mix it with some of HBK and maybe I'll get high on G.O.D.
Tanked: You know who thinks he's all high and mighty? James fucking Steele. He thinks he can come here and steal the show? Guess again! You aren't taking no title from no one. So can just march your ass back to TNA with the rest of those losers! I will show you what I mean on Nitro! Better not come.
Tanked: And for the rest of you in the match, I will be watching you!!
Tanked: Wait a minute, who am I talking to? This isn't a promo! I'm still at home!
|10-15-2008, 02:39 PM||#44|
Olga Sluutenhoff here, vis NCW superstar Mandel Brottum.
Wow, that's...pretty close, actually.
Mandel, your friend und bodyguard recently vent out und made some pretty bold statements directed toward Havok. Your thoughts?
Well, look, I mean...Double Talk's a big boy, he can do whatever he wants. I'm surprised he did it, but I have no problems with it.
Even if it means inciting ze wrath of Havok?
Of course. Who gives a flyin' rat's ass if Havok is miffed at the competition? That's just how the job goes, Olga. If anything, he should be glad about his current situation.
Vhy is zat?
Well, y'see, it's really simple: In most cases, there's 1 champion and upwards of 5 viable contenders for his title. He's usually gotta have his eyes in numerous directions at once, studying multiple wrestlers and their movesets. It can be really stressful, and you can't always scout the guy that ends up being your opponent nearly as well as you'd like. However, Havok's got it easy in that regard: he's only got one guy to watch out for -- me.
Double Talk said it best: We could make fun of the other guys in the Gauntlet, but why bother? Once I entered the match, it was a done deal -- the decision was made. I'm going to be the Number One Contender.
Or my name isn't Manny Rattum.
|10-15-2008, 07:44 PM||#45|
Tazz Dan For God
Ladies and Gentlemen, it's time, once again, for The VIP Lounge. So, if the germs in the production truck can put the graphic up we can get this show on the road.
This evening I have a treat for all of you charismatically challenged people here tonight. My guest is a man that you could all learn a lot from.
He started his career right here in Nazi Championship Wrestling before mowing down competition in Global Championship Wrestling.
He then made his way to TPWW Championship Wrestling where he went from strength to strength eventually capturing the TCW World Heavyweight Gold.
He is now back in the NCW fold and today stands before you as our World Champion.
Ladies and Gents, give it up for HavoK.
DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU...
BUT, I AM WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!
I knew that motherfucker wouldn't show!
*HavoK attacks VIP from behind sending him crashing into The VIP Lounge set*
*HavoK then sends VIP over the top rope to the arena floor*
*VIP is thrown so hard that his suit falls off him before landing back on him*
*HavoK quickly throws on a suit of his own*
And that is exactly what would have happened to ya if you'd have bothered to enter the Number One Contender Gauntlet.
Anyways, let's get this VIP Lounge underway with a real VIP incharge. Tonight I am joined by a man that is making giant strides in the current C-Fed climate.
He is ripping through the competition and making a name for himself in the mid card.
Recently he has done what very few individuals have ever done in this business by holding two titles at the same time. He is literally a giant in the C-Fedding world.
Please turn your attention to the entrance way as my guest makes his way to the ring.
Hahahahahahaha! Who did you think I was talking about? Sadly, Danny Electric is a TNA contracted superstar so he WON'T be appearing here tonight.
But don't feel too short changed, I mean, after all, you have me. I promised you a man with two championships and as NCW and TCW World Champion I am that man.
OK. OK. I know who you're waiting to see. Let's get him out here.
Welcome Tanked. May I say you are looking the part tonight. And you should do...that suit cost me $1,000.
Do you know why I sent that suit to you?
Well, I guess it's cos you're such a nice guy, right?
I sent it to you to show you what you could be. What you should have been by now.
Tanked, it was over 2 years ago that we faced each other in a series of bitter and bloody battles. In that 2 years you have made maybe two progressive steps.
Today you stand here as the NCW Hardcore Champion and the NCW German Champion. But don't you think you could have had so much more?
You could - no, you should be stood where I am right now. With your physical power and nayural ability there should be no one that can stand in your way.
But you let it all slide past because for you the spliff is more important than success, the cannabis more important than the championship.
I told you this 2 years ago. If you could give up that one vice you could be so much more. This suit - this version of you - represents the place you should be RIGHT NOW!
So, before it all goes to waste please, please pull your finger outta your ass and take that Number One Contendership at Nitro.
|10-15-2008, 11:33 PM||#46|
Tanked: I gotta say Havok, this suit is very nice. Thanks.
Tanked: But I still gotta disagree with you about the weed.
Tanked: Every man in has that thing that makes him powerful. Popeye had spinach, Mario had mushrooms and stars, and Freddy Krueger had souls.
Tanked: The weed is my spinach!!! The weed is my fucking mushroom damnit!
Tanked: But since I like this new suit of yours, I will..
Tanked. I will try to put down the smoke.
Tanked: But no ones gonna be happy when Tanked is around.
|10-16-2008, 12:30 AM||#48|
WOW! I didn't think Havok could suck more than he did before...
At least he has a new suit...
Well, at least he finally got it dry cleaned...or threw it in the dryer with one of those "DRYEL" bags they sold years ago.
The more I watch this pathetic shit, I wonder if I need to live up to my status as a "maverick".
I'll reach across moral and promotion lines in order to better caption entertainment.
The only question is...
Who will job first...
Havok is an easy pick, but when a man still has no credibility after winning his second World Championship...he is already pretty worthless.
The Holy Bible Kid is a good choice, but there is too much risk for confusing HBK with the real Danny Electric, who I heard Havok hides in his basement.
At least he doesn't feel Havok's "HUMAN WRECKING BALL"...
You need to actually be able to force your will on another human being before you can make anyone your bitch...
Havok killed the company I single handedly created into a juggernaut (bitch).
I could bury Tanked, but I like him. He could replace Naitch in the business venture Corkerto and I are entering.
The only question left is...when will I seek, bury, destroy?
|10-16-2008, 03:20 PM||#54|
REMEMBER THE NAME
Whoa, whoa, whoa...hold the damn phone, kids....
Tanked! What the hell is wrong with you? Don't you see what this guy's doing
Think about it, Tanked. You said yourself, "the weed is your spinach". It's what makes you so powerful, so...you. And he wants you to stop using it.
Picture this, Tanked: You stop smoking now, and come Nitro you're in withdrawl. You're in no shape to even compete and thusly forfeit your entry in the #1 contenders' match. You don't want that, do you?
Of course not!
So, why would he buy you a new suit -- by the way, you look great - but why would he buy you a new suit, talk you up all nice, and then tell you that he wants you to stop doing the thing that gives you your strength?
So that you lose, Tanked. He wants you out of your element so you can't threaten his title reign.
He wanted to win all three titles at World War 2, big guy. And he only got one. If you take his championship away, then you have all three belts and you have done what he could not.
But, hey, I'm not gonna tell you what to do. Just thought I'd look out for a fellow Contender.
Oh, and Havok...
I gotta run but, uh...I'll see ya real soon.
|10-17-2008, 03:14 AM||#55|
Oh no, there goes Tokyo.
Seymour is backstage in his locker room--y'know, the one that looks suspiciously like a wrestling ring--moping over recent events.
Seymour: .....uuuurrrggghhh....Dee.....kill Slaterrrr.........can't kill my friend......kill Slaterrrrr..........eeeuuuurrrrggghhh....
Sonny: Heya, chump-stain! My new client, the ridiculously successful mega-heel Lou P. Daight, is taking some time off to cope with losing the Hardcore Title. So I thought I'd swing by and torment you some more! How's things, kiddo?
Seymour: Dee dumped me.
Seymour: Yeah, can you believe it?
Sonny: No, I mean she finally got around to dumping you now? I mean, I knew she had some low standards, but sheesh!
Hey Terrance, get in here!
Terrance: This had best be good, puny mortal! I have yet to make preparations for the next Nitro broadcast.
Sonny: Okay, Dungeons and Doofus, tell Terrance what you told me.
Seymour: Dementia...she....she dumped me! She dumped me for Slater!
Sonny: For SLATER?!?! Oh, man, that makes it even better!
Come on, Terrance! Let's have a good hearty laugh at Seymour's misfortune!
Seymour: I hate my life.
|10-17-2008, 09:47 AM||#56|
Are you serious? How the hell do you get dumped by a crazy chick for a retard?
My ears are still ringing from laughing so hard.
I guess Dementia wanted a Lo-Mein noodle instead of a grain of rice.
Terrance, at least there is one person you have a bigger dick than.
|10-17-2008, 11:47 PM||#65|
Time to Nut Up or Shut up
VIP: Yeah, I know I got beat down mom. Yes, I'm fine. Havok got me when I had my guard down.
Look enough about that did you happen to see me in my exploding Casket match?
Bingo Night? Are you fucking kidding me? You have enough time to watch me get beat down and taken advantage of but you don't have enough time to watch my Exploding Casket match? Unbelieveable mom just unbelieveable.
Oh don't worry I have a surprise for him. A surprise he won't even see coming.
Mom, would you please stop worrying? You know as well as I do that I mean buisness and this buisness man is about to do what he does best. I'll talk to you later mom.
VIP comes out to the ring to a huge chorus of boos.
You know for 2 fucking weeks. I heard all the talk. That my win was a fluke. That I couldn't beat the Soultaker one on one in a regular match. That I'm just some washed up hack. I heard all that. But the fact still remains I beat Soultaker in a game him of all people should know more about. I had all the odds stacked against me and yet I overcame them.
That's the way my whole life has been overcoming one obstacle after the next, after the next, after the next, after the next. And yet here I am faced with another obstacle .
Just another thing standing in my way. Telling me I'm not good enough, I'm not strong enough, I'm not brave enough. You see no matter what I overcome there's always a certain group of people that think I'm a joke. That think I'm nothing but a doormat. That think I am a push over.
Well, you know what I am sick of that. I am sick of being the NCW bitch. I am sick of being the man who never gets credit despite everything he has done for this company, in this company. I am sick of being the quiet one who patiently waits for his shot in the back.
Now, Havok you must be really feeling glad for yourself huh? You know It takes a real strong man to suckerpunch someone on their own show and then throw them out of the ring like they are a piece of garbage. After I gave you an opportunity to talk on one of the most watch TV shows in America that's how you repay me?
But, don't worry Havok soultaker did the exact same thing to me not to long ago. And in case you have forgotten I all ready disposed of him. And it's only a matter of time until you end up just like Soultaker.
It's only a matter of time before I pay you back for what you did. So you just go into that Over the Top Rope gauntlet on Nitro with that fake confidence. Go ahead and fill yourself with all this fake confidence that you're better then me. Because nothing will be sweeter then when I see your face when I pay you back for what you did. I will see the face of a beaten man. Havok, payback is a bitch and you better watch yourself boy because one day, one day real soon I'm gonna make you my bitch.
|10-18-2008, 12:01 AM||#66|
Tazz Dan For God
*On His Cell Phone*
Yo, HHHitler. Did you hear? VIP actually bothered to promo and shock=horror it started off fairly entertaining..........Yeah, of course he reverted to form.........Yeah, massive paragraphs.........Haha, yeah, "I'm sick of being disrespected, I'll show you, blah-blah-blah".
Anyways, for some reason he thinks that I am in the Number One Contender Guantlet. Obviously I'm not, I'm the champ. Anyways, I figured as I don't have a match and he doesn't have a match...
Yeah, throw the dog a bone, HavoK v VIP for the NCW World Heavyweight Championship on Nitro. What do ya say?
|10-18-2008, 12:37 AM||#67|
HHHitler does a nice job with the catering...I can barely fit in the hallway.
Hey Naitch, did you see Havok with the "power play" to HHHitler?
I thought we buried him way back...
We did, but HHHitler couldn't find anybody to be his bitchboy champion for less.
Naitch, what the hell are you doing here anyway?
I headlined HitlerMania....and I am meeting with Tanked about mulch.
Hey Naitch, I'll see you in TNA. Hopefully we can bring the ratings back again.